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 Posted: Sun Oct 07, 2007 2:18 pm
Dear Journal-Diary-whatever,
At first I was weirded out by the somewhat-random outbursts of the book, but now I've actually gotten used to them. Kind of, anyway. I sometimes tend to forget that I have a book that responds to stimuli with me. When I'm at home, I usually keep it right next to me to make sure that the pranks of the chakram don't end up incinerating it. I think that he's thankful of that, even if he never shows it.
It seems to respond to the name of its author. I've taken to calling him 'Yuki', because that's apparently his first name. He's actually relaxed, which is incredibly good, considering. Thankfully, none of the paper has gotten singed in the daily process of calming his brother down.
I finished reading it yesterday. This was actually an amazing accomplishment for two reasons: one, I don't like romance novels, and two, whenever I made any kind of comment, good or bad, it would shut completely, and would stay that way for a good few hours. Made it almost impossible to read for more than 30 minutes a day. Hey, good thing it was a quick read. I doubt that I actually caught all of those minor details that lie just underneath the actual plot of the book, but I was reading for amusement, not excitement.
I'll see you later, book-thing. I'm going to clean up some of the ashes that were left behind after a certain event that took place this morning.
Love,
Aoxy.
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Posted: Sat Dec 08, 2007 2:04 pm
Dear Journal-Diary-whatever,
Today I went out to grab some food. Although Yuki doesn't need to eat (yet), I do. And I was almost completely out of food. He didn't seem to care that we were leaving the house. I don't know how, but it 'felt' like he was restraining some annoyance at going. I can't be sure, though -it's not like I can exactly ask him anything right now. Maybe when he gets older I can ask. If only he could make the words change to tell me what he wanted. Not that I'd necessarily do it, but at least I could get a better idea about it, instead of attempting to 'feel' what he wanted me to do. He was quiet during our little excursion, with only the most miniscule reactions. ( Just Doing A Bit Of Shopping)
Love,
Aoxy
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Posted: Tue Apr 22, 2008 4:51 pm
Someone was being loud. Not just loud, but almost ear-shatteringly annoying. For some reason, a hint of familiarity seemed to flicker through his mind -but it lasted only a moment before his clouded memories were wiped clean again. He couldn't even think through the banging; even if he could, it probably wouldn't be coherent. So instead, he merely turned over and went back to sleep. The calm was much more enjoyable than the bright, loud outside world, anyway.
"Axel, stop that!" What now?
"It was funny for the first two hours, but now it's getting old." Whatever had happened, at least now it was over. Maybe now he could get some sl- "Waaaaaaah!" A baby was crying out, probably from getting his little toy finally taken away from him. Again he tried to fall back to sleep. This time he was positive that he would succeed. He was stubborn enough to force it to work.
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Dear Journal-Diary whatever,
He's really quiet. And when I say quiet, I mean, REALLY quiet. I didn't even know he was there for who knows how long! I wasn't even sure if it was really him -maybe because of the lack of fuss that I had expected. Axel was and still is a rather rampunctious pain in the neck, while his brother is... Completely the opposite. There was no crying, no demanding amusement, just quiet stares. He didn't even yell when he was slightly hungry. The only reason I even knew was because I gave him a bottle and he downed it faster than I've ever seen any baby do before.
I was putting Axel back in his crib for a nap when I found him. He was right where I left him, sure, but I can tell you I was a little more than surprised to see that he wasn't a book anymore. It's easy to wonder what he's going to be like -the book itself was, how should I say this, a little romantic? Who really knows what this Eiri Yuki will turn out to be like.
He's adorable, though. So quiet, so relaxed... It makes me wonder if they'll get along when they're older. After all, I didn't even think it was possible for people to be this different. ...Oh, wait, yes I did, nevermind. But from my experience, people, especially siblings, who are so opposite actually manage to somehow get along. Whatever they turn out to be like, at least I'll get to see first-hand.
Love,
Aoxy
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